Harry: Why do we have to ride on this train for two days? What if someone ties a lady to the tracks? If they tie her lengthwise, it could derail us.
Asta: It could, but it won't because this isn't a silent movie, Harry. And we didn't have a choice. I'm pretty sure TSA won't let you on a plane with something like that in the bag. Do you even know if or when it will hatch?
Harry: No, on my planet, we meet with a genetic partner. The partner who carries the offspring incubates hundreds of eggs. This is just one egg. One of my kind, mating with a human partner. I don't know what this will look like. I do not know when it will come. It could be hatching in a year. It could be hatching right now. Or, now. Or, now.